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Sep 2017
What happened to us...
was worse than a break upyousee,

I mourn you as if you were dead.
silent memories of you were all that remained

because

you cut me out,
and                                                      gone without a trace.

NOW my guts are sprawled out,
naked and exposed,
it hit me like aTRAINOUTOFNOWHERE




It was worse than a break up
                                                it wasn’t sweet and gentle

you decided to cut every connection and leave me with the phone,
                   trying to figure out why the line was dead

This was worse than a break up
I was giving and I shared
joys-
splendor-
Secrets-
hoping to heal your holes
but now I’m sitting here writing and            collapsingIntoMyself
because I am          missing          so            much

This was worse than a break up
                                because I mourned for you

never bothered to tell me if you were dead NEVER bothered to care

in your hour of pain
you shared the wealth.
I care for you STILL
but
that’s all this is now













STILLNESS

I wish this was a break up.
Apparently too much love can drive people to a point in which they leave with out a trace or warning. And sometimes, its those you least expect.
Hannah Zedaker
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